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Moving

Hey everyone!

I just want to apologize for the long delays in me writing. I’m currently packing and getting ready to move by the end of the month so it’s been really hectic and busy. I’m hoping after I’ve moved that I will have more time to write and really connect with you guys and hopefully even get some videos out!

For now I hope you guys enjoy this short poem!

You can also check out my poetry on Allpoetry.com under the name Angelgreen39

Speaking in Tongues

Your breath is like smoke
Hot and humid, burning up my skin.
All consuming, all around me.
You’re in all my senses, seeping through my pores
We’re speaking without the interruption of sound.
Your tongue is like the lick of a flame
Hot and sensuous on my body
My nerves hit with bolts like lightning
I gasp in a breath.
My mind freezes up
In the heat of the inferno
And I understand you perfectly
As you burn me up in flames.

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Overwhelmed

I’m sitting here, staring at this screen.

Words are appearing but I’m not sure I know what I mean.

My words are jumbling around in my head.

Five more minutes and I’ll forget what I said.

Maybe if I write it down.

I won’t end up as crazy as I sound.

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Hey everyone! Just a short poem before the end of the night. I had a long and stressful day so I though some poetry before the end of the night might help me de-stress before bed.

Thank you for all the support!!!

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Long Day (and upcoming things)

Hey everyone!

So today was a very long and tiring day so I will not be posting the second part of that story tonight but I still like to post (or try to post) every day to keep you guys posted (ha posted…see what I did there?) and let you guys know what’s going on because I really do appreciate all the support you guys give me.

So (hopefully) tomorrow night I will be posting the second part of the story and writing a few more parts to schedule to post. I am also going to try to write some other posts like my review of the Penelope movie and some other things to schedule to post while I’m on vacation.

I leave for vacation on Thursday and I will be back around Monday so things SHOULD return to normal after that. I don’t have a set work schedule so things can get a little hectic sometimes especially when (like tonight) I end up working longer than I was scheduled for.

I will also do an update on my tattoo and how it’s healing if anyone is interested in reading about that and I’m thinking about doing another poem or two.

Also if anyone has any reccomendations about where I can submit a poem that’s already posted online, please let me know!

Thank you all and, as always, have a great night!

Love, Crystal

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Red Tide

I’m laying in bed

and my eyes are closed.

But all I see is our face.

In my dreams, during the day.

You’re everywhere.

The memories from our past threatening to overcome me.

A red tide of memories and regret crashing over me.

What do I do when you’re all I wanted.

When my heart still calls for you on the lonely nights.

Star crossed lovers forbidden by the heavens.

I can’t even call this love.

Just a chemical attraction like two magnets to each other.

Two unfeeling being pulled to each other without any choice.

My soul is tugged to you by an invisible force.

And I’m killing myself.

Trying to pull away.

I didn’t have time for suicide

This is in fact a poem, I like to write poetry, another one of my coping mechanisms and this is one that I wrote today. Not one of my better poems but it was how I was feeling. I hope you all like it. Please comment and follow if you want to see more. Thank you.

 

I didn’t have time to kill myself today

The laundry wasn’t done

The dishes weren’t clean.

I could have done it after lunch,

But I had to mop the floor

and there was too much dust to ignore.

I had to go to the grocery store,

and the checkout line, was out the door.

I could have done it when I got home,

But on my way, I had to answer the phone.

After the phone call and dishes and tea,

There was no more time to kill the other me.

So I went to bed and pull up the sheets,

Maybe tomorrow I thought, as I fell asleep.

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So I didn’t write this to glamorize suicide or anything like that. I wrote it with the message in mind that the chores and all the things I have to do in a day are sometimes the only things I have to hold onto when the depression kicks in. Sometimes when you’re feeling suicidal and down and alone, you look for the slightest thing, anything, in your life to keep you moving, to hold onto when you feel like everything is slipping away and it’s not worth it anymore. So something as small as chores can get you through this bump in the road. I’d really like to know what you all thought of it, thank you and please comment and follow if you’d like to see more from me!